Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1887-01-14

something sent chill ter my very heart
the moment | laid eyes ON 'cm Hit Almost
stopped bcatn' when | see kunncl Bill Pen
nington n little ways behind ZEN, with fcath-
cr in his hat am sword an pistols in his belt.
When they waited at the bars fur him ter
como up, | knowcd instantly what they were
artcr.
"'Fortner' ! said ter my son, tryin ter
speak "a low cz possible, Tortrcr, honey, slip
back through Tn" bushes CIquck u the LordH
let yc, an tell yer daddy thct Bill Pennington
am his gang air heah altcr him. Sneak away
but when yc air out o sight, run fur yer life
honey
"iIe turned ter CO. but at that minnit Bill
Pennington shouted out: stop tharl Don't
We send tibet boy away Eff he moves a step
I'll put bullet through his brainn
"Fortncr would'vc run in spite o him, but
wuz so skeered fur him thct jumped ter his
side an ketched his arm.
"'kccp quiet honey said. Likely they
won't find yer daddy at all
"Vain hopel Ez | spoke, the sound o
David's aX rung out clearly and steadily. The
cannons at Wildcat yesterday, didn't sound
no louder ter mo. | could even tell tibet he
wuz chopin beech tree The ticks was ez
a-sharp an riugin Ell eff the AK struck iron.
walked toward me, with his sword a-clattern'
an hi, spurs a iinglin'.
- Whar's that Nankcclied scaawaS of a
husband o yournl Whar's Dave Brill a. he
said savagcly.
Hit seemed ter me that every stroke from
over the hill said cz plainly Ell tongue could
utter words lleah aig. Come over heah
| tried ter gain time ter Thnl; o something.
"'GIe started this mornin on Roam Molly
fer Mt. Vernon, to tend court | said, know
in tibet didn't dare hesitate ter make sp II
story.
"'Kunncl, tibet airs lie, said Jake John
son, who knowcd us. Thar's Dave Brill :
Roam Molly over thar, in the pasture
AN this hain't court day i'll Mt. Vernon,
neither, said another
90 know your husbands on the place. /
wua tolc SO this mornin',' said Kunnel Bill
Hit II he much better fur ye, cf We tell i"c
whar he is Ilit'll at least save yer house
from bcin' sot atirc.
"Rmg. ring, went Davids aX, ez IF hit
war a trumpet, shoutin' ter the whole world.
'Hcah am. Come over hcah|
"'Ne Kin burn our House eff yer tibet biz a
villain, said; but can't tell ye no diff
fercnt
"'Kunncl, thct's him a-choppin over thar
said Jake johnson. i know hes cl'arcd
some new ground fur tcibackcr ON tibet AN
hillside.
~ believe hit is said kunncl Bill list
enn' lIiunit. Parker, We an l!aNgool go
over thar an git him, while some o the rest
o We look bout the stable an fodder stack
thar. Mind my orders an see thct they All
carried out
His manner made me fear everything a
thought flashed inter my mind. Thar wuz
tibet horn thar'-IIarry followed her eyes,
with hi, and saw hanging on hooks against
the wall one of the long tin horns used in the
south to call the men folks of the farms to
their meals 1t was crushed and battered to
usclessncss-"I thought I'd blow hit an at
tract his attention He mout then see them
a-comin' and .,t away ran inter the house
an snatchcd the horn down, but aforc /
could put hit ter my lips Bill Pennington
ioIlled hit way from me an stamped on hit
"Dcb Bril,' said he with a MORTAL. hate.
full look. yer pcart an sassy an bold. uI h.v
alters nccn so, an SOS yer Yaukcch.i lar,
taHi. lcvo ned yer own way o:.,u-tu.
pI.n. now I'll hev mine NJ wi. Yu; -uuc
long .tal!iu' score, Dave Bri.l A.l calro.
lifetime % plague an disturbance tor 4i,
hc't'rs hy b'romin' a traitor ter lis 'ou!.t.N
nm inM in others ter he traitors, y mast
a.e.,j.t,I. Come out an listen
W,llod me out inter the yard Dayc
VIA: ...I chopin away. Fur nearly ovc.v
| day fur nigh thirty years the sound % lis a..
| he'd cor mus" in my ears. | had l&.HnI 50
know hit, even aforc we WIZ lovers, iUr ur
fathers ard iHrl my fathers, an hil ,.na..
ter me tibet "pulI tell the NOT, o b., tx iuo.4
| met q everybody else, Almost "a a.rv p
| "uG,i tell a robins song from Il ull Gi.i . -.
GllI, woman wife m mother, | heu l-'.4..
to bit while knit, wove or spun, every
.uoi> mimgiIn' with the sounds q my wLoe.
or loom an the song o the birds. an to,li..
uo VAGr he WIZ, an thet he wu2 tolli'
chccytully fur me an mine
Now, fur the fust time in all these year
hits steady, strong beat brought mis'ry ter
NY cars. Hit vuZ eZ the tolin' of a bell fur
some one not yit dead. My heart ony beul
cz fast ez he chopped. Hit would give a great
Jump when the sound o the blow reached me-
an then stand still until the next one came.
AT last came long-O, SO long pause.
"'They'vc got thar said Bill Pennlr -,'on
rranm forward his head ter ketch the fu-t
sound. He's seed 'em an is tryin' ter 81,
way. But he kin never do hit. | know tAo
Aon | sent ter do the job
Two rile shots sounded almost together
an then Immediately after Nuz II couple ,
boz tiul injul-ile yoIi,
"..har, Deb, neah thnt Yer "A widdcr a,v.
BE thu.i.lul tEet let Noulr - u.y. | 5us"l
by rights ter burn yer house an put thot 3D..
o yourn whar neN 10 no harm. Buj 'E.-..
do iur an examine Ter 'hrst ~ untinS tr.
,ors. They've .o,t tAcr lender, an ,hcr hahn t
q. )ne ter take his place. They'll know now
,."t were in leuu a,rucSt Boys go inter the
no $50 an git all the guns thlr IS mar an
what vitt.os an blankets ye want, but make
haste, fur we must git away from heah IN a
nurry'
i run ez fast ez my feet'd AIRY ne to whar
David lay stone lead Fortner ,addlod hi
colt an galoped off ter his cousin i'm Fort
u.r's, ter rouse The aome syard The ,olt
reached Jims house. ockase hits nanny WIZ
thar but my son never did. In takin' the
| shortest road he he'd ter cross The dangerous
rst ford OH the Roclassel. The young beast
! wuz skeered nigh ter death, an hits rider wuz
| iroWHed."